Not loud. Not overwhelming.
Just… constant.
The kind that follows you through your day without asking permission.
As a single mother raising two boys, working double shifts at the hospital, I didn’t have the luxury of ignoring it. Bills didn’t wait. Life didn’t slow down. And neither could I.
Most days, I moved on autopilot — checking charts, comforting patients, staying …
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